They were sharing a bed simply because they couldn't afford a room with two beds and they honestly didn't mind. They'd a shared a bed, sleeping bag, what have you, their entire lives either out of necessity or convenience. This was no different.

The warmth of the bed brought his exhaustion out a bit more fully now and he sank into it. But he still couldn't help but murmur. "You don't have to do this." He knew what Angeal's answer was going to be. It was obvious. "It won't stop."